Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Definitions and Hearts

Because it's nice to know someone's there
I will check every five seconds,
impatiently like a little child
to see if you're available.
And when you're not I will worry.
And when you are I will smile.
They say that love is only
for the grown up or more
for the grown old.
But love is infinite
in definition.
Who are they to define infinity?
And yeah, I think
you're the one thing I
am holding onto right now
in this hurricaine filled town.
You're the song in the night
singing me to sleep
with your final words every day
before I rest my weary eyes,
just simply saying
"I love you, love."
And yeah, surely
I love you too.

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